Dao Lord's Invitation

Ning Fan held his breath, his expression grave as he sized up the man who had inexplicably appeared behind him. This person did not leak a single trace of aura, yet he gave Ning Fan a bone-deep sense of danger. His footsteps involuntarily paused, and he even shifted half an inch backward.

"May I ask why Your Excellency has come?"

"Come with me."

The man stared at Ning Fan. The next moment, his figure flickered.

Ning Fan could not track his movements at all. He only saw a blur before his eyes, and then the man was right in front of him.

He reached out a hand. The palm continuously expanded in Ning Fan's pupils. The speed was not particularly fast, yet in Ning Fan's eyes, it felt completely impossible to dodge.

"Get lost!!"

Ning Fan gritted his teeth, a violent aura erupting from his body. He threw up his hand as spiritual power surged wildly around him. Dense patterns surfaced across his skin-these were the Spirit Marks formed by the Spirit Marrow Saint-Piercing Method!!

"Boom-"

Ning Fan's fist collided with the man's palm, blasting out a muffled explosion. The large hand did not pause for even a second, but Ning Fan was sent flying backward for over ten meters.

"Oh?"

Feeling the force transmitted from that fist, the man slightly raised an eyebrow. A hint of amusement surfaced in his eyes as he murmured.

"This strength is not inferior to some late-stage Profound Extreme Realm cultivators. No wonder. Having such talent, it is only natural to be arrogant."

"However..."

"This is not the capital for you to bully the Zhao family's disciples!!"

"..."

The man's eyes suddenly widened. A terrifying surge of spiritual power burst from his body, and that Pressure directly locked onto Ning Fan. In an instant, Ning Fan's body was forced into a stoop, his bones grinding together with a teeth-aching creak.

"E-Earth Extreme Realm!?"

"The Zhao family!"

Ning Fan's eyes widened, his pupils shrinking to the size of pinpricks. If he still didn't know the newcomer's identity after hearing those words, he would be a true fool.

Earth Extreme Realm, and not just the early or middle stage!

It was the late stage.

According to sect rules, an existence of this level shouldn't be allowed to attack him directly. Could it be that the Zhao family was willing to violate the sect's laws just to kill him!?

After all, Ning Fan was no longer the unknown nobody he had been when the Ninth Elder Zhao Bo struck. Even Lingxu Fairy had personally stepped forward, offering the status of a Supreme Personal Disciple to win him over. Given his displayed talent, the sect would not easily let the Zhao family break the rules.

But thinking about it from another angle...

The talent Ning Fan had shown was terrifying enough that it might have truly made the Zhao family dread him. Even if they had to pay a monstrous price, they needed to eliminate him.

"..."

Ning Fan's figure blurred. He didn't even entertain the thought of fighting the man before him. He simply turned and sprinted up the mountain path.

"Heh, in front of me, you still think you can run?"

The figure lifted his chin, watching Ning Fan with a playful expression. Then, he flickered and appeared directly behind him.

"..."

Ning Fan turned his head sharply, only to see the rapidly closing figure.

No.

Impossible!?

This man's speed was too fast. With Ning Fan's current means, he couldn't escape at all!!

Was he really going to fall into this person's hands!?

"Who dares to act so presumptuously on my Changming Peak? Do you think Changming Peak is empty of people?"

A voice rang out from the sky.

The next moment.

A figure placed himself between Ning Fan and the Zhao family member. He raised a hand, and the two exchanged a heavy punch.

"C-Chief Miao Tian!?"

Staring at the man's back, Ning Fan cried out in joyful surprise.

Though Miao Tian was usually strict and filled Ning Fan with dread, standing behind him right now brought a profound sense of security.

"Boom-"

The fists clashed with a muffled thud. The Zhao family cultivator gracefully retreated, landing lightly a few meters away.

Miao Tian, on the other hand, stood firmly in place. It seemed Chief Miao Tian held a slight upper hand.

However...

The Zhao family cultivator showed no sign of tension. In contrast, Miao Tian's brows were tightly knit, his eyes grave as he stared down his opponent.

The next moment.

Miao Tian spoke, exposing the man's identity.

"Zhao Nantian."

"The former Chief of Xuanpin Peak. To think a dignified Walking Disciple would come to my Changming Peak to flaunt his prestige and attack a Changming Peak disciple."

"Is this in accordance with the rules?"

"..."

Ning Fan's heart skipped a beat.

The man before him was actually a Chief as well, and one who had already advanced to become a Walking Disciple. This meant that in both realm and strength, 'Zhao Nantian' surpassed even his own Chief, Miao Tian.

Still.

The sect had its laws. With Miao Tian here, Zhao Nantian probably wouldn't dare act too recklessly. Taking Ning Fan away in broad daylight would be highly unlikely.

"Heh."

Zhao Nantian chuckled upon hearing this.

"Junior Brother Miao, you cannot phrase it like that. In our Yin Yang Divine Sect, and indeed throughout this entire world, the strong are revered."

"Changming Peak is the weakest main peak in our Yin Yang Divine Sect."

"The weakest must have the self-awareness of being the weakest."

"..."

As Zhao Nantian's words settled, Miao Tian's expression grew increasingly ugly. Those words were practically a slap to Changming Peak's face!!

But Zhao Nantian also knew his limits. After thoroughly angering Miao Tian, he suddenly shifted his tone.

"However, this Senior Brother did not come to act wildly."

"Nor have I violated sect rules."

"This kid has been summoned by my Zhao family's Dao Lord. The reason I came was merely to 'invite' this Junior Brother to come along."

"Heh, your invitation is rather heavy-handed."

Even though Zhao Nantian offered a seemingly reasonable excuse, Miao Tian continued to stand in front of Ning Fan. He didn't yield a single inch, nor did he offer Zhao Nantian any convenience.

"Junior Brother Miao, with this conduct of yours, are you demanding to exchange blows with this Senior Brother?"

Seeing that Miao Tian refused to step aside, a fierce glint flashed through Zhao Nantian's eyes.

"If you wish to take a disciple from my Changming Peak, you will have to step over my dead body!"

Miao Tian's voice was freezing cold.

The next moment.

A terrifying spiritual power similarly erupted from Miao Tian's body, fully preparing to clash evenly against Zhao Nantian. But just as the situation escalated to its breaking point...

A figure suddenly descended from the sky, landing a short distance away from Miao Tian, Zhao Nantian, and Ning Fan.

This instantly drew everyone's attention.

Upon recognizing the newcomer's face, the group hurriedly bowed in greeting.

"Greetings, Changming Peak Master."

"Greetings, Master."

"Greetings, Peak Master."

"..."

"Peak Master, this Zhao family member..."

Straightening up, Ning Fan immediately tried to explain. But before the words could leave his mouth, Changming Peak Master Yin Fengyue suddenly raised a hand, silencing him.

Yin Fengyue gave Ning Fan a deeply meaningful look.

"Disciple Ning Fan. Since the Dao Lord wishes to see you, then you shall go and meet her."

"In our Yin Yang Divine Sect."

"When a Dao Lord wishes to see a disciple, there is no reason for them not to be seen."

"..."

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